There was a bit more strategy to this setting than one might think initially. The roads around the complex were virtually abandoned. At this late hour, any headlights coming could spotted a good five to ten minutes out.
The building he was in was empty, hollow. The type of building where the floorboards creaked, the hinges whined, where every sound, including the slightest breath, seemed to echo off the walls. There were few windows, and only one access point from the roof that hadn't been sealed off.
Roman stood inside the freight entrance to the mill, watching the Lamborghini pull in. He practically stood in the cars path, almost as if he was daring Bruce to run him down. He wasn't alone, with several of his men, all heavily armed, flanking his sides. Another pair were guarding the entrance, which they immediately closed when the car was completely in. There likely were others around, but none who could be seen at the moment.
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Date: 2009-06-09 09:33 pm (UTC)The building he was in was empty, hollow. The type of building where the floorboards creaked, the hinges whined, where every sound, including the slightest breath, seemed to echo off the walls. There were few windows, and only one access point from the roof that hadn't been sealed off.
Roman stood inside the freight entrance to the mill, watching the Lamborghini pull in. He practically stood in the cars path, almost as if he was daring Bruce to run him down. He wasn't alone, with several of his men, all heavily armed, flanking his sides. Another pair were guarding the entrance, which they immediately closed when the car was completely in. There likely were others around, but none who could be seen at the moment.